Poetry Collection by James Wadman


It is a far out serenity I can merely taste
Like the waves crashing deep at sea
Or the ice in the clouds before the rain–
A hint to who I’m supposed to be.


Nostalgic Pleas for Sunny Skies

I’m sorry to the skies,
                     Do not rain.
You must not turn to gray.
For my whole world turns dark
When your delight fades away.


Serenity, Part II

Like skipping in meadows beneath the sun
The tables turn from dusk to dawn
Still, from dark clouds I turn to run
To hear again the song I once won.


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